Monday, April 13, 2015

Life is but a  glass of tropicana juice for you (sweet and disingenuous) 
Undiscovered treasures fall in droves at your feet....
Begging to take your manhood into their warm virgin mouths
Poor new hookers who chase after the white picket fence dream

I feel like flushing my spinning head in your marble toilet -this isn't me this isn't me!
Your silk toilet paper confirms I'm merely in a dream…. ….
So I decide to take the lead role as a dangerous cat -and strut out eager to please

"Hey frank do I know you from somewhere ", 
sway my hips and tease. 
"oh yes...we’ve met in a different life time" 
you got me waving my flag of submissive release.
Charming, charming, disarming
Now drink that sweet juice honey suckle from my fountain 
Exotica erotica hysterica

......Another conquest-
but is that for you or for me?

And I rush out in a cab 
And you sit in your silence 
Your body is so well fed but does your spirit ever thirst?
Mass text beautiful woman "baby you wanna swing by my place tonight"
That's right darling, why fish with a hook when you can throw out an entire net

What would you give to hear the words 
M y    l o v e
Echo from the centre of a woman
and see your nameless name escape from her lips?

silence silence